Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 112 The Intervention of Angels?

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“What, are you crazy!”

Alan already thought he would be treated to the phrase. He himself also felt that what his uncle planned was also a little crazy. Ask her foster sister who is the same age as Yashna to pretend to be her daughter. Holy hooch! Alan himself felt goosebumps imagining that.

A beautiful woman in a feminine fashion style shows her smooth shoulders open. Knee-length extinct green dress looks very suitable with ivory-white skin color to make it very charming. The woman, who was almost thirty years old, was sitting at the dinner table. He was flabbergasted when his sister talked about a silly idea to him. She is the second child of Agra Tanusa, the older sister of Kartika Ratu.

“Almost crazy," said Alan as he spread his shoulders.

”Yes, God. Don't meet five months and look at—you look so charming. But, why is your brain so insane?" the woman named Julia Tanusa shook her head, giving a serious look to her sister.

“Come! I'll do whatever you ask. As long as you help me. Please, Julia. Nothing can help you be as perfect as you." Alan insisted and did not want to just back away.

”God!“ The woman still shakes in disbelief.

”Please, I must get the heart of Yashna or ...“ Alan used his mainstay style, looked at his brother with longing eyes and a plain handsome face and it never failed. At least, not yet. ”Or I will regret for a lifetime.“

"Yashna Andara Bumi,” murmured Julia.

“It turns out you still remember his name,” continued Alan was happy.

”Your reasons should make sense!“

”Hehe .. of course. Anyway, I'll call Erick and explain everything.“ Alan spoke seriously, his eyes expressing a flaming enthusiasm and it was a lot of fun to see.

Julia knew how the man from childhood was very secretive. He is good at hiding what is in his heart and avoids asking for help. He tries to be independent and please everyone. Julia knew Alan would grow up to be a responsible man. Like his father who tried to fight the world to marry his mother. However, his grandfather's strength was too strong to be able to separate the lovers without compassion even though it was clear that Kartika at that time had been pregnant with Aswa Tama's child. Treasure and power blind everything. That's a piece of the story that his mother and father told us about the origin of Alan the lonely Handsome Boy.

”Good. I wonder what that woman looks like until you willingly come here and kneel before me,“ taunts Julia for flirting.

”Ishh! No need for hyperbole!“ Alan groaned in annoyance.

”I'm sure, father and brother will be surprised by our crazy idea." The woman chuckled as she got up from the chair. He walked over to the sink and began to wash his hands. "You're not having breakfast, handsome boy?"

“Kurasa no. I just came from Vishnu's uncle's house and well, he gave me that crazy idea,” Alan said with a smile.

“Ok, a handsome man who is difficult to conquer,” his comments while probing into Alan's eyes that look at him sharply.

Julia laughed immediately. Who did not recognize that charming handsome man. Vishnu Tama, the poor brother of Aswa Tama. At that time he knew enough, the idols of the women were very cold untouched and to the amazement of the man had never turned his head other than just to work guarding the Aditya family throughout his memory.

“She is married!” Alan would curse his brother if he dared to do crazy things also because of the fantasies of socialite women who want to get a man like his uncle.

“Iya, I know. You think I'm lacking news updates?” the woman nodded while drying her hands. His nails look very well manicured.

“The wife is very soft, friendly, and fun,” praise Alan proudly.

“Yes, yes, yes! Everyone tells of Vishnu's wife who was married suddenly, jeez!”

Alan just laughed. Indeed, the charm of his uncle is extraordinary until his name is still a warm meal of women.

“Remember, my help is not free.” The sneer of the woman looked seductive as she stepped outside the dining table area.

Alan followed his brother into the middle room. Seeing two Munchkin-type cats in a purplish-yellow combination of white was on a lazy sofa, sitting looking at him full of timidity and it was very annoying for Alan. He immediately grabbed the two sweet cats and shook them with anxiety.

“Name Kala and Dara.” Julia laughed as she said those two names.

“Wah! Unbelievable!” Alan let go of the two cats until they both ran and rolled funny on the thick carpet of the middle room.

“Suitable pairs, and I guess those when they grow up can give me the offspring of a cute and adorable kitten,” seductive Julia teased to laugh.

“Makanya, not just cats that you help match. Your sister too.”

“Ck! That easy. Give me the address. Your woman, I'll take care of it.”

“I will transfer the fee,” said Alan showed that he was not playing around in this. He did not want to make things worse, but a way to regain Yashna's heart.

“I've had enough money, you little boy!”

“Then what do you want?”

“Urus Kala Sama Dara. Oya, that I take from the name of the two of you,”, Julia said as she chuckled amusedly looking back at Alan's gaze who wanted to protest a statement about the name of his cat. “Or forget it with—”

“Alright! Ok, I agree. After all you are rich,” comments Alan with pursed lips.

“Ok, send me the address. Tomorrow I'll see him.” Julia blinked one eye at her sister. Alan could only snort, letting his brother take over and he would happily follow in his brother's footsteps.

"The problem is I do not know the house Yashna lives in now,“ said Alan with a dim face.

”Oh My God!“ Julia widened her eyeballs while gulping a rough saliva.

”Two months ago I said he was hard to find because of a contract move, My Brother Darling.“ Alan also gritted his teeth.

”Fiuhhh!“ Julia sighed softly. ”Ok, I'll find out for myself where he lives. Your brother is reliable!“ said arrogant.

”Sip! I promise I'll be the groom's companion later when you get married.“

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Yashna returned and arranged the goods into shelves in a minimarket where she worked. He painstakingly replaced the price list with a new one along with the promo that took place today.

Actually today he had a holiday, but chose to exchange his friend's sift because it would be very annoying if all day just sitting contemplating at home. What Alan and Almira said so seized his mind.

“Detach or chase after it?” the girl's murmured softly.

His breath sounded heavy. The chest impingement that felt dominating was a form of jealousy and was not willing to pop to the surface. It felt like he wanted to scatter in the man's arms and say don't get married. However, his pride was too expensive to do so. After enduring for quite a while, is this the end? The woman was sad.

He knew it wasn't Alan's fault. His closed nature that becomes an obstacle to everything. Wanted what Alan had actually presented, but he still felt a lack of trust.

Yashna daydreamed, less focus when moving to leave her place until accidentally dropped the beverage packaging made of glass until it broke. The orange-colored water immediately spread to the floor and pooled in all directions. He was shocked beyond measure and rushed to the back to pick up a broom and mop to clean everything up.

“Ah, shit!” he grumbled to himself.

The head of the shop who had just walked out of the employee-only room could only shake his head, but not comment on anything. Very rarely does Yashna commit recklessness at work.

“Sorry!” yashna exclaimed immediately running towards the back door where the cleaning equipment was placed.

“You all right?” The man looked at Yashna's steps.

“No, Rud. Just have to indemnify.”

Minimarket door was open, a beautiful customer came to buy necessities. The head of the store walked towards the cashier replacing Yashna who was taking care of the mess she caused without realizing something dangerous was about to happen until the sound of screaming in the booms shocked her.

“Oh, God!” she screamed as she slipped and spontaneously grabbed the shelf. Unfortunately, the item he used for the handle was not sturdy enough. Finally he dropped the stuff that was arranged there. A loud voice was heard.

Brakk!

“Yashna!” The Head of the Shop who realized there was a customer who had an accident also ran towards the woman while calling Yashna in a loud voice.

“Ahh, sick! Jesus, my feet are bleeding!” the woman screamed and felt her legs being stuck in shards of shard from a bottle that was still splattered on the floor.

“Yes Allah, are you okay?” rudi asked, The Head of the Shop approached with a panicked face.

“My feet about the shard shards,” he complained in pain. His palms did not escape from the scratches of the shards. Blood dripped from there and felt very painful.

“You can move?” Now Rudi started to help him get up. However, the woman's scream stopped her steps until she was glued to the spot. “Looks like your leg sprained.”

“When there can be—” the woman is inflamed when she realizes that she is in a puddle along with a shard everywhere.

“I'm sorry,” said Yashna who has come with cleaning equipment.

“You must be in charge!” The woman sniffed angrily “Oh, God! It hurts!”

“I-iya, I will be in charge,” Yashna replied immediately sitting crouching to help the woman stand up and move from the wet place was assisted by Rudi.

Yashna complained in her heart. It was unlucky that when he should have drowned today with a soft and warm blanket at home, in fact he chose to work to do careless actions and cause someone to get hurt. He wanted to cry for fate.

“Whose name are you?” asked the woman while observing her palms that had been bathed after she had been injured due to some broken glass that stuck and scratched.

They are now in a clinic for medical help. All is done and just wait for the prescription of the drug in front of the pharmacy that is still one building. They both sit side by side. Yashna's feelings were very chaotic and anxious.

“Yashna,” replied Yashna looking at the woman regretfully. “I'm really sorry.”

“This is a small wound. When I was fifteen years old, my feet were even broken. After that my career as a backup dancer in Australia was destroyed not left,” said the woman with a smile.

“M-sorry. I—”

“Meet me, I'm Julia Tanusa. Nice to meet you, Yashna. A bad moment, anyway, actually,” he said as he put his shoulder around and smiled.

Yashna could only receive the greeting of the introduction with an uneasy feeling. The woman is now unable to walk in a few days to recover the muscle that was sprained by a fall.

“Oya, as a liability, I want to stay one house with you until I get well, okay, right?”

Yashna opened her mouth, surprised by the woman's request. However, he closed his mouth again while gulping. He was confused as to what to answer.

“If you don't want, yes already.” The woman's face turned sour.

“Oh, yes. Of course .. of course it is my responsibility to take care of you until healed.”

“Speaking casually can, right? Calling me and you .. It feels like I'm old. My age has not even thirty,” his tirade with a half offended tone.

Yashna could only breathe. It feels like really getting a damn double.

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'I'll open that dead end with light. I am not an angel, but good enough as a man who loves and loves his sister.'

(Julia Tanusa)